Here Today Gone Tomorrow

My family just returned from our annual trip to Nags Head. It's something we look forward to for an entire year. My husband and I usually reserve a house in Oct. and then I start counting down in January. There's nothing better than sitting in the sand with the people you enjoy the most, doing absolutely nothing but having a great time. When we got home I asked my daughter what was her favorite part about the beach. Her response, the ocean, followed closely by "racing cars." I love everything about the beach, except leaving. If I could slow down time I would. A week just isn't long enough. So until next year I'll have to live on the memories.

Summer Fun

Last weekend I had the pleasure of hanging out with one of the cutest little boys you'll ever see. He's the son of one of my oldest and dearest friends. As he and Layla were swimming around in the pool, I looked at him and was taken back to my elementary years when his mother and I first met. They have the exact same eyes and I remembered hanging out as a 10 year-old with his mom making up dance routines to Paula Abdul and Madonna, trying to form our own baby-sitters club, and sleepovers. Ah to be young and carefree again.......these kids have no idea how good they have it.

It's A...........

Well we went to the doctor today for the big ultrasound. I have to say I was really sort of confident about the sex. I remember when I was pregnant with our daughter, the first dream I had of the baby was that it was a girl. So I was pretty sure that my instincts were right about this one and walked into the ultrasound thinking I already knew what was coming. Wrong! We started the scan with the general measurements the doctor has to have to make sure everything is in order. Then we moved to the gender. Josh, who works down the street, came in just in time to find out he's going to have to pay for two weddings. I have to say there may have been a split second of shock immediately followed by elation. I guess I can throw those instincts out the window. Now we can really get excited about planning. Josh is relieved that the clothes shopping for this one will be minimal. And he's already talking about girls softball, but fearing punk boyfriends and PMS. Even though he'll be out numbered, there's nothing cuter than a Dad with his little girls.